When you were young and dumb
Roller coasters were so much fun
Now they're just metaphor
The abstract feelings of rich and poor

At best we'll be like the rest
You'll be disappointed and I'll be depressed
But we can still have it all
I'll be the supermarket you'll be the mall

We're raised on bad jokes and puns

Re-runs and men dressed as nuns
Trash can be treasure they say
But too much of it ruins my day

At best we'll be like the rest
You'll be disappointed and I'll be depressed
But we can still have it all
You'll be the supermarket I'll be the mall

You believe in nothing you say
But there's a label for that anyway
You can't live your life excused
The minute you find out the awful news

At best we'll be like the rest
You'll be disappointed and I'll be depressed
But we can still have it all
You'll be the supermarket I'll be the mall

All our plaques are plastic colored bronze
And all our brown hairs have turned to blonde
And I remember when the things we feared
Weren't so disruptively near

All our plaques are plastic colored bronze
And all our brown hairs have turned to blonde
And I remember when the things we feared
Weren't so disruptively near

And now they're here